PLACES I HAVE a terrible time about houses and rooms and str-eets in books. When I'm reading a new book, I just can't think up any fresh places for characters to live in. "Structural em- barrassmen t" the doctors call it, or sometimes "architectural embolism." Sadly enough, they have no suggestion for a cure. Long, long ago, when I first read "Little Lord Fauntleroy," I fixed in my plastic young mind the pattern for English country houses of the more sumptuous type, and now, frankly, I am rather tired of the old place. Of course I still try to coöperate with au- thors. I put down whatever new book I may be reading whose people prove to live in a large country house in Eng- land, and, shutting my eyes, press the palms of my hands tight against them; maybe I even groan a little, but it's useless. Despite my sincerest efforts, Faun tleroy and Tom Jones, dissimilar though God knows they are, flourish under the same roof. "The Gothic style of building could produce nothing nobler than Mr. Allworthy's house. There waS an air of grandeur in it that struck you with awe, and rivalled the beauties of the best Grecian archi- tecture; and it was as commodious within as venerable without." That's where Tom Jones lives, but so has that ninny Fauntleroy all along. There they are, all jammed in with innu- merable fox-hunting gentlemen, prime ministers, and retired admirals. How they must hate it, being cooped up to- gether year after year after year. But there's nothing I can do about it. One part of that house is all right, though. It's the main hall, and though I must have used it several hundred times by now, I never seem to get tired of it. It's the hall where the characters have tea directly after motoring down from London for the weekend. You know the room I mean? It is very large, and shadowy in the corners, but a bright fire is always burning on the hearth. There's something about this room that seems to bring out the best and most epigrammatic in everybody. Beautiful faded chintz, what I might call old Family Chintz, is on the furni- ture, and the great Turkish rugs were picked up on his way back from ser- vice in India by the head of the house. On the fine panelled walls hang vast pain tings that no one ever looks at- of glens and mountains and tumultu- ous, yet somehow eternally static, wa- terfalls; of wrecks-at-sea and stags- 37 AQUATIC STARS as well as amateur swimmers are unanimous in their praise of Pare Vendome's crystal clear pool. That's the way with everyone who lives here. It's simply this... if any place offers greater comfort or more conveniences we've yet to hear about it. . ENJOY THESE EXCLUSIVE FEATURES. . . an excellent restaurant, also an alluring garden dining terrace, a popular bar. swimming pool, modern gymnasium and a private garden almost an acre in extent. Apartments of 1 to 7 rooms. . . beautifully arranged. . . some with terraces, also penthouses and studios with dropped living rooms, many with wood-burning fireplaces. City life and country quiet. Unsurpassed transportation facilities and accessibility to the smart shops, theatres, movies and Central Park. Gas for cooking and refrigeration free. Maid or hotel service optional. With all this, rentals are surprisingly modest. WILLIAM B. HAll \f) ("\'L Resident Manager 1 l\'rC yt, t\()" I' 340 TO 350 WEST 51th STREET · CIRCLE 1.6990 " " , . Æ ,. Ú(}rb '",ì . : , J .. t/APPART m nT " f # 1? I, AV C CU n , J " ßol^ Jail occuþancJJ, 0 naJ!J ;I' Gf'ouse oJJws i/wee 1'lC11! allmcl;ve þ!anned sUlles cOl1s;slz'ng of ()Ciche.n and C[])cmll^J! (ec[ulþþed ;n tile moJerl1 mannel^), cP;1';I1Q ,;}(oon1, dJ3edrool11 f dJ3oudo;r f Æalh, ßoyer al1d l1un1erous (!;/osels. RATES AND OTHER INFORMATION ON REQUEST . NOW RENTING FROM PLANS · PARK AVENUE AT JMapfaír 1!}OUst Æ '- F EDWARD H. CRANDALL " 65th ST., NEW YORK .